Volume 1, Chapter 52: Causing Trouble on My Turf?

To be honest, the longer I stay in Hong Kong, the more I feel like a bumpkin.

There are so many things I have never even heard of.

Looking back now to when I first arrived in Hong Kong, I really feel like I was such a reckless fool, acting far too rashly.

Fortunately, my luck has been good.

Over this past period, I have managed to secure a way to make a living here in Hong Kong.

However, how long this meal ticket will last, and whether I can live well, still depends entirely on myself.

It is just like this pool hall.

When I first came here, no one would spare me a second glance.

But now, regular customers all greet me when they see me.

As long as I keep working like this, I definitely have a future in Hong Kong!

After sitting for a while, the pool hall business was not...

Fortunately, the gods had actually bestowed upon him a divine treasure, which significantly enhanced his strength. If he could return to the Khitan lands, Wutu felt he could try to challenge the position of a chiliarch.

However, the construction of a beast pen required the beast tamer to first study the blueprint for building a beast pen, and then gradually improve the tier of the beast pen they constructed through the actual building process.

This diplomatic mission to the State of Zhongshan had also truly opened Zuo Quan's eyes. The desolate nation was a country that revered martial prowess, yet it was also a nation that valued technology. However, the desolate nation rarely crafted things to be exquisitely flawless. Because Xiao Mo valued practicality over exquisite aesthetics, the entire nation prioritized utility above all else.

Lowering his gaze, he saw that Ruan Qingyu's neck was completely flushed, her eyelids drooping as she dared not meet Cui Bin's eyes directly. Cui Bin was tall, and as he lowered his head, his gaze momentarily threatened to peer right down into Ruan Qingyu's disheveled collar, causing him to quickly lift his head and dare not look at her anymore.

After leaving, Cui Bin returned to the construction site. This time, the number of workers had not decreased; in fact, many more had been recruited, and the workload was even greater than before.

Baihucang had spent a long time in the company of Di Chongxiao, and under his influence, his playful nature was far stronger than before. Seeing the Asura King's eyes filled with astonishment and suspicion, he spat some saliva onto his hand and wiped it forcefully across the divine statue, grinning broadly upon finishing.

Moving swiftly with decisive ruthlessness, he seized the initiative of the situation the very moment he struck. This person was undoubtedly extraordinary. Moreover, the use of the fire element made people even more expectant—eager to see a clash of their flame powers and determine who would gain the upper hand.

"Ah! Life crystals are truly wonderful things. When will we ever be able to own one?" the fatty sighed and said.

However, she once again collapsed into Zhang Fei's embrace, murmuring incessantly, "I'm scared..." As for whether she was truly still lingering in fear, Zhang Fei had no way of knowing.

Just as they accelerated their assault, Wang Kang failed to notice that Liao Qing's thousand-man regiment had broken away from the attacking formation and was galloping in the opposite direction.

A massive swarm of modified Xuefeng drone fighters carved one graceful trajectory after another across the battlefield. Like dancing elves, they fused combat and art into a single entity.

The aquiline-nosed white man frowned, his gaze fixed ahead with a thoughtful expression as his hand absentmindedly played with a metal lighter—opening the cap, igniting it, snapping it shut, repeating the cycle endlessly.

This large-scale artificial intelligence patrol robot possessed a pair of mechanical bipedal legs capable of traversing most obstacles, and a body resembling the turret of a main battle tank.

Countless players were discussing animatedly, unconsciously drifting the conversation toward the King's City, all eagerly anticipating the moment when the four major capital cities would converge.

This was a term he had heard Zuo Qiang mention back in Jincheng. But at that time, he had only recently come into contact with the extraordinary world and was unfamiliar with many of its phenomena, so he hadn't paid it much mind. Afterward, he never heard anyone mention it again, leaving the term buried deep within his mind.

Jingxiu clearly saw that the face before her was so calm and serene, her bright eyes devoid of ripples, yet her expression was as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

Once all of this was said, DuPont himself did not know why he was telling Gu Mu all of these things. After all, these matters pertained to the domestic affairs of the Du family; to put it more seriously, they were family scandals, and family scandals should never be aired in public. Yet DuPont had inexplicably shared all these secrets with Gu Mu.

Hearing Alter's words, Yun Qi nodded in acknowledgment, then slowly retreated outward with Ioana and Inori.

When Wu Kong heard Lu Tianming mention the secret technique, he had originally intended to shamelessly ask Lu Tianming if he could also learn it. Although it was somewhat inappropriate for a senior like him to do so, the temptation of this secret art was simply too great for an alchemist like him.

At that exact moment, the stone slab above everyone's heads suddenly burst open with a booming sound, and a white figure plummeted downward.

"Gangzi, I am already very content now. I don't need anything else," Dan Xiaoli said with a happy expression.

By this point, he was beginning to understand why most wizards chose standard mana pools—simply because their personal energy was insufficient.

Consequently, the strategic importance of the Jinpo Pass had declined slightly compared to previous dynasties, and the long-decayed rulers of the Liao Dynasty did not pay much attention to its maintenance. The walls of Jinpo Pass appeared somewhat dilapidated, and the several outer gates that had been established several miles away as early as the Han Dynasty had long since vanished without a trace.

"What kind of person is your grand-teacher? Is he someone you can just find whenever you want?" When she said this, Tang Ruiqi felt a genuine sense of satisfaction in her own vanity.

People are naturally base; with Yan Quan putting it that way, the young gang leader, who had previously been screaming in agony, truly did not dare to cry out anymore, fearing that his other ear would also be sliced off.

He was naturally referring to the matter of driving the young lady away within three days and washing his hands of the underworld. However, based on his understanding of Wu Guixing, if he hadn't accomplished it, he wouldn't dare show his face, so he figured it was probably pointless to ask.

Just as Biaozi was intoxicated with the illusion of controlling the entire underworld of Z City, Zhuo Yun encountered some trouble. Originally sitting composedly on the roof of a high-rise building, he vanished from his spot and drove at full speed toward one of the bars controlled by the Sea King Gang.

Yes, even Lance himself found it somewhat哭笑不得 (ironic/amusing). He looked at his reflection in a pool of water, only to discover that his appearance had actually changed.